Out Of Love [short story - hopemin ff]

Pt. 1: boobies

3PM | Friday | 22

I usually wake up pretty late around this time. Since I was up all night scrolling through TikTok's, watching YouTube videos, shorts, and playing games

"Hiii,.." I beam at my boyfriend when he comes through the door. At 3:45, I kiss him, "I miss you."

He kisses me back, "I'm hungry.." he takes off his jacket to hang it, "you didn't cook anything?"

"Uhmmm.. no..? I just woke up.."

"Really babe?" He sighs.

"You usually buy takeout anyways–" I walk toward the kitchen to open the fridge.

"I bought meat the other day so you could start cooking. I'm tired of takeout."

"What??" Your brows furrow at him as the fridge swings shut by itself, "you know I don't cook–"

"Then.. start cooking if you wanna be my wife."

You were about to fight him- nope. You're gonna fight him, "Women don't belong in the kitchen. If you're hungry, you can cook for yourself. Besides, I'd probably burn the apartment down."

You follow him into bed, he exhales, taking off his suit, "baby, I provide for you, I love you, I don't expect shit from you so why can't I just come home to a nice meal?"

"I've told you from the beginning I don't know how to cook– you can't expect me to magically know one day. I even burned the pot for ramen noodles the other day." You frown at him.

"Cant you just... learn?" He sighs, hugging you, "are we gonna get takeout everyday for our kids..."

"Agggh, fiiiine." You kiss him, "if it's nasty, don't blame me."

He watches you skip away as he grabs comfortable clothes from the closet.

"So uhm.. you remember that guy I told you about a long time ago.." Hoseok comes to the kitchen in his T-shirt and shorts.

"What guy, you've told me about like 20 thousand guys." You're following a YouTube tutorial on an iPad as you cut the meats of beef, trying to remember the way your mom cut them.

"My best friend from college..." he opens the fridge, staring at you.

"You mean from middle school." You raise an eyebrow at him.

"Yea- well I didn't think you'd remember."

"I remember everything Hobi."

His brows furrow at you calling him by his name instead of babe, "well,.. he's coming back to Seoul but he doesn't wanna live with his parents since they're in Busan so he's gonna live with us for awhile until he finds a place."

"What?!!" You shout over at Hoseok, "and you're just gonna tell me now?? You decided this without me??"

"Babe, it's my apartment. He's my best friend. It's okay, I've been needing to tell you but I keep forgetting."

"And I'm your girlfriend Hoseok, not a maid. You didn't think it would make me feel uncomfortable at all?? I mean how am I suppose to scream when I die in league of legends when I'm in the living room– or walk around naked-"

He rolls his eyes as he prepares a tea for himself, heating up the electric kettle, "babe, just be yourself. Who cares. He isn't the type to judge and he's really nice so, be nice." He grabs a mug from the dish washer. "just- don't be naked."

"So?? I live here, he's the one who's gonna have to live by my rules. Like-" you gasp, "wait- his relationship didn't work out?" You look at your man who's waiting the kettle to heat up the water.